At the sight of the coldly turned back, it feels like time has stopped for a moment.
In my blank mind, I have to hold onto you, no I have to let you go.
Oh, I cried because I couldn’t forget you, who forgot herself.
Whatever will happen, let it happen. Even I’m not too sure.

I’ll try to forget you when you turn around. I won’t hold onto you again.
(At your words saying just once more, just once more) think of me again
I won’t hesitate anymore. Now I’ll throw you away.

Don’t go. Don’t leave me. No matter how many times I think about it,
It will be hard to forget you. I don’t think I can forget you.

Yes or no, the night when the light sleeps, the room with the lights off, the jumbled thoughts of you
Just won’t go away. What can I possibly blame to bring a little bit of comfort?
Was the deep love a sin? Whatever will happen, let it happen, huh. Even I’m not too sure.